The Takeout Takedown
Hearing that, Mike grew even more smug, his nose practically pointing at the ceiling.
"Did you hear that? That's influence! That's status!"
He shot me a provocative glance. "Jennifer, see the gap between us? Someone like you will spend your whole life eating other people's leftovers!"
Mike truly believed he'd secured a golden pass. The moment he stepped into the private room, he completely let himself go.
"Waiter! Bring out everything expensive on the menu—Australian lobster, foie gras, bouillabaisse, black truffles—serve them all!
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